Category Archives: a year in the mirror

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The battle over my taste in clothing has been going on since I started picking out my own clothes. Being a Catholic School girl, I had to wear a costume every bloody day of my life (traditionally, they're called "uniforms" … Continue reading →

Things that have been greatly alarming in the past week: My neighbors having passionate fights in their underpants. The talking heads on Fox News. Blogger vs. Troll Wars. It’s been quite a week. Thanks a trillion to all you lovely … Continue reading →

Supercuts: For When You Should Have Done It Your Damn Self. Wow, Supercuts. That’s really…Super? Much better. Done my damn self. Ah, much better. Let this be a lesson to you, kids. You pay $14 for a haircut, you get…a … Continue reading →

It all started so innocently. A birthday present! From my dear friends Steve and Meaghan! How lovely! And this is what it looked like, and I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Innocuous, right? Innocent. Adorable, even. … Continue reading →

I have insomnia. It’s been two weeks. It’s really starting to take a toll. I vacillate between this: Woe. Aaaaaaaaand this. Give us kisses!!!! Everything is funny!!!! Let’s paint the apartment!PURPLE GLITTER!!!! When all I want to do is this: … Continue reading →

To talk about a serious subject. In honor of the return of “Project Runway” this Wednesday, we need to discuss my pants. More specifically, my addiction to buying new pants. And you know what that means! Another poll! Y’all helped … Continue reading →